A sword light streaked across the sky and fell straight to the top of the North Peak.

"Senior brother is back!?"

In front of the Tianmen Palace, a handsome young man dressed in the clothes of the inner disciple of the Taishang Dao Sect immediately greeted him with a smile when he saw the sword light falling on the square.

"Hmph, where's my dad?" The sword light dimmed, revealing a man in disheveled clothes, with a blue nose and swollen face, and a very ugly face, and I don't know if he was deliberately giving the young man a look.

"Uh, hehe, Master, his old man is cultivating in the Immortal King Palace, and the junior brother doesn't seem to be in a good mood, how can he be so embarrassed?" When the young disciple saw the man's stinky face, he didn't think he was angry, smiled, pointed to the bruises on the man's face and asked.

"Hmph, what's the matter with you?" Listening to the young disciple's words, a trace of ruthlessness flashed on the man's face, and he turned his face and glared at the young disciple fiercely, blocked a sentence in an unkind tone, ignored the young disciple, and walked towards the Immortal King Hall angrily.

"Hmph, this Zhang Cheng, what's the spirit, isn't it just that he is the son of the master, and he doesn't take Senior Brother Qiu, your senior brother, in his eyes~" Seeing that the man walked away, a disciple next to him who looked fifteen or sixteen years old and was also dressed in inner door clothes walked up to the young man, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and was a little uneven.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Wu don't talk nonsense, it's not good to be careful to let the master hear it, Senior Brother Zhang may be angry outside!" Senior Brother Qiu gently patted the young disciple's shoulder, with a smile on his face, and turned his face to look in the direction where Zhang Cheng left, but a trace of yin owl that was not easy to detect flashed in his eyes.

"Senior brother, you have a good temper. Let him do everything, if he is not the son of the master, I don't know how many times he has died, if I have the strength of the middle congenital stage like you, senior brother, I have to find a chance to beat him, and if I drag him all day long, I know that I think I am the son of the peak master. Looking down on us disciples, ...... hum, "The little disciple surnamed Wu is named Wu Yikun, and he listened to Senior Brother Qiu's somewhat fearful words. Suddenly there was some anger, but the voice was much lowered.

"Alas, junior brother. What can be done about this, who will let the family have a good father, practice with peace of mind, one day you will also become a strong man, and if you have a son in the future, you can also rely on your prestige to bully the good everywhere! Senior Brother Qiu sighed when he heard this, and then the corners of his mouth curved again, and he made a joke.

Senior Brother Qiu's name is Qiu Yixiong, and he is the eldest disciple of Wangbeifeng's Jiudong Throne. Fifty-eight years old, the middle stage of the innate realm, but he looks no different from a young person, and at this age, he is also extremely young in the martial arts.

"The junior brother's qualifications are mediocre. But you can't compare with Senior Brother, but Master said, Senior Brother, you are very likely to break through the Martial Dao Golden Pill before the age of two hundred? Wu Yikun shook his head, a little lost.

"Hahaha, you're only sixteen years old, and you're almost seven. Can such qualifications be considered mediocre? There is no need to worry about it there. Qiu Yixiong laughed, "Master is also so casual, how can he take it seriously?" ”

Having said that, Qiu Yixiong's eyes were full of pride, with his talent, in this Qingyun Mountain Taishang Sword Sect, he would definitely be able to enter the top three, and it didn't seem to be difficult for him to break through the Martial Dao Golden Pill before the age of two hundred.

"By the way, Senior Brother, I heard that when the Sect Leader returned from the Guanyin Sect Debate Conference yesterday, he brought back a young man, and it is said that the Sect Leader Zhenren wants to accept him as a closed disciple!" Wu Yikun didn't seem to be on cultivation, so he didn't follow Qiu Yixiong's words, but pulled Qiu Yixiong to gossip.

"Oh? Is there such a thing? Brother Wei cultivated in the White Horse Cave yesterday and only came out this morning, but he had never heard of it, so he didn't know what the name of that person was? What is so remarkable that the real person in charge of the sect wants to take him as a disciple himself? Wu Yikun's gossip obviously surprised Qiu Yixiong's heart, the real person in charge of the sect is a super master in the middle stage of the martial arts Jindan, and he has not accepted a disciple for nearly a hundred years, this time he actually wants to accept an apprentice, and he is also a closed disciple, so he can't help but be surprised.

"This little brother doesn't know much, it's just hearsay, but it seems to be surnamed Deng, only in his twenties, and he is already eightfold~" Wu Yikun said.

"Hehe, in your twenties, the day after tomorrow Yae?" Qiu Yixiong chuckled, "Senior brother, aren't you joking with your brother, don't you say that the peak of the day after tomorrow in his twenties is the innate realm in his early twenties, and there are not a few in the entire Penglai Continent, but the peak of the day after tomorrow is just that, can the master of the sect accept him as a closed disciple?" ”

"What? Big brother, don't you believe it? Wu Yikun wondered.

"If it is said that it is the innate peak of the twenties, then the brother may believe that the status of the real person in charge of the sect is so noble, do you think that his old man will accept a person from the acquired realm as an apprentice? And he is also a closed disciple. Qiu Yixiong smiled, obviously not believing Wu Yikun's words.

"I know you won't believe it! Actually, I don't want to believe it, but it shouldn't be true. Yesterday, the real person in charge of the sect did bring a young man back, it is said that he met at the dialectic conference, and the major sects participating in the meeting were all vying for that person, but in the end the person worshiped under the door of the real person in charge, and the real person in charge was overjoyed, and before the end of the debate conference, he came back in a hurry with the person! Wu Yikun spoke eloquently, as if there was such a thing.

"Is what you say true?" Qiu Yixiong frowned at this time, a little moved.

Wu Yikun nodded affirmatively.

"The pinnacle of the day after tomorrow? What is so special about him that he actually makes the major factions scramble for it? ”

"The little brother doesn't know, I just know that there seem to be two guards around that person, and the strength is not low~" Wu Yikun shook his head.

"In that case, maybe we should find a time to pay a visit to this closed disciple who is in charge of the real sect?" Qiu Yixiong pondered for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking.

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Hall of the Immortal King.

"Daddy~"

Directly pushing the door and breaking in, Zhang Cheng's mood at the moment can be said to be both frightened and angry, the scene he experienced more than a month ago made him still a little frightened now, he can be said to have fled all the way back in a hurry.

"Hmph~"

There was a cold snort in the Immortal King Palace, like a thunderbolt, and the great coercion came out, Zhang Cheng, who had just pushed open the door of the hall, knelt on the ground with a pop, and the floor tiles were kneeling out of a pit.

"There are no rules, what kind of system!" As a majestic voice came out of the Immortal King Palace, Zhang Cheng only felt a strong wind blowing, and his trembling body involuntarily rose into the air, flew out of the hall, and smashed into the courtyard outside the hall with a pop.

Seven meat and eight vegetarians, Zhang Cheng was thrown into a whirlwind, and it was easy to stand up, and at the door of the Heavenly King Palace, there was already a middle-aged man with a majestic demeanor, glaring angrily at him. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )